The Almighty Medical Concubine

Chapter 312 Sword Destruction
"It's not like you don't know that I'm a loser. What if someone picks me up?" Lin Sheng's face was brightly illuminated by the ignited fire.

Gu Yuyan looked at Lin Sheng's face, "Be careful in everything tomorrow."

The corner of Lin Sheng's mouth curled slightly, "When did I miss it?"

"Your Highness, everything is ready." Hong Qing bowed and bowed.

Yu Shuyuan got up and walked to the window, looked up at the stars in the sky, "Tomorrow will probably be a good weather."

Hong Qing followed Yu Shuyuan's line of sight, "It should be."

Yu Shuyuan picked up the sword from the side, turned over and jumped out of the window, Hong Qing followed closely, only to see Yu Shuyuan starting to dance the sword back and forth in the yard.

Hong Qing murmured: "After tomorrow, Your Highness, you can go back and reunite with your empress."

At the dawn of dawn, there was a faint mist in the air, Hong Qing shook his heavy head, and looked at Yu Shuyuan, who was exposed to water in the yard, "Your Highness, you have practiced all night, and you still have to do it tonight." You need to rest."

Yushuyuan swept up in the air, held the sword horizontally, and slashed down to the side. The rockery cracked in response. Prince Dun heard the sound and looked at Yushuyuan whose forehead was wet with dew, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart. The feeling of not coming out.

Hong Qing hurriedly stepped forward to check Yu Shuyuan's right hand, saw the blood flowing down Yu Shuyuan's right hand, raised his eyes to look at Yu Shuyuan's clothes torn by the sword energy, turned his head and said loudly to Hong Lin: "Go! Take the hemostatic powder."

Yu Shuyuan's right hand was slowly released, and the sword was shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. Hong Qing looked at Yu Shuyuan in shock, "Your Highness, this is the sword given to you by His Majesty."

Yu Shuyuan glanced lightly, "Really? It's just fragments now."

Yu Shuyuan raised his legs and went inside the room, Hong Lin ran quickly and handed the medicine to Hong Qing, when he saw the broken sword on the ground, he exclaimed: "Hong Qing, this is a gift from the emperor, will His Majesty blame you?"

When Yu Shuyuan heard what Honglin said, he stopped and turned around, "Throw it away."

Honglin looked at Yushuyuan's back with an incredulous expression. When Yushuyuan was nine years old, the Emperor Beilin gave this sword to Yushuyuan. It was named Wangzhao. Yushuyuan wore it for more than ten years and never left it. , but now he personally destroyed the sword.

Hong Qing stabilized his mind, and said to Hong Lin: "Put it away first, and find someone to see if it can be repaired."

Hong Lin knelt down and carefully picked up the broken sword on the ground, while Hong Qing went into the room to apply medicine for Yu Shuyuan.

Prince Dun looked at Yushuyuan's room, a trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart, and he raised his legs and walked towards Yushuyuan's room.

"Shuyuan, what's wrong with you today?" Prince Dun asked.

Yu Shuyuan took his hand out of the basin with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Uncle Huang is worrying too much, Shuyuan is fine."

Prince Dun thought for a while and said, "Your mother and concubine..."

"Don't mention my mother and concubine." Yu Shuyuan glanced over sharply, and Prince Dun was taken aback.

Yu Shuyuan took a deep breath and asked, "Uncle Huang, do you really not know about my mother and concubine?"

Prince Dun was forced to feel a little guilty by Yu Shuyuan's gaze, and only said: "That is her own choice."

Yu Shuyuan laughed at himself, "Yes, that's the concubine's own choice, and it's also my own choice."

Prince Dun sighed, "Shuyuan, as your mother and concubine, she can only survive in the palace if she is pregnant. She is not only for herself, but also for you."

(End of this chapter)